Broken hearted,
Empty vessel;
This is what I am.
But you streched out hands
Unseen
And healed a little part of me.
Thank you for the long distance
prayers offered up in the form of poetry.
My soul is aching,
But at least I know
You're there.
And maybe I won't be ok for a long,long time
At least I have your hand to hold,
Your smile to see,
A kind word,a bit of laughter
I just want to thank you
For helping to heal me.